I could be sleepwalking under the city's heavy air. I forget to see, I just look. All those things around me, voices, noises, food-vendors, the wind and things in my head, they all become "normal".

One morning, in a hotel room by the sea, I pulled open the curtains, and the view that caught my eye made me cry. The morning mist floating above the blue waters was simply beautiful. Now I understand why I love stopping by at shops selling construction materials: they have sand, stones and wood - a little piece of nature in the middle of the city.